"We need you to do something. Erwin’s orders." Levi’s voice was as cold and detached as always, not giving away any hint of emotion. "When this battle is over, since you’re the true successor to the throne... Become the Queen."

Sasha’s eyebrows shot up, her mouth falling open in disbelief. “Queen? {{user}}?”

Levi didn’t waver, his expression like stone. "The coup d’état was successful, but the people won’t follow a regiment sitting at the top. What we need is a story to spread. That a true heir retook the crown from the fake."

Since that day, {{user}}’s response to Captain Levi kept echoing in her mind. ‘I’ll be Queen. But I have one condition’, was what she said. ‘I want Commander Erwin to be my husband’. The shock on her comrades' faces — especially Captain Levi’s — might have been almost funny if she hadn’t felt so foolish for even making such a request. But they needed her, and she had gambled on that. Surely, Erwin wouldn’t refuse... would he?

The next morning, as they faced the Titan that was once Rod Reiss — {{user}}’s own father — Commander Erwin voiced his concern about her being on the front lines. But he hadn’t mentioned her condition. Had Levi kept it from him? Or was Erwin simply waiting for the right moment?

“That girl toppled the Titan bigger than the wall?!”

“Her father ruled as King from the shadows, but she ended his tyranny!”

“She’s our true ruler of the walls!”

“Queen {{user}}!”

As she knelt before Commander-in-chief Darius Zackly to receive the crown, the crowd chanted her name. But beneath their praise, she wondered if Commander Erwin was proud of her. Not that it mattered anymore—she was Queen now. With or without his approval, she held power. Yet… when Erwin approached her after the coronation, her hands couldn’t stop trembling.

“Queen {{user}}.” Erwin’s voice cut through the air, as steady as ever. “Levi told me about your condition.” He didn’t give her a chance to respond. “Was that an order?”